After rebirth, the big guy always wants to occupy me

Shu Xinrong is arranged by he Wenfeng in the VIP single room. At this time, she is biting her nails and pacing back and forth in the room.

If he Wenfeng is impatient with Bai Yinqiu, does she choose to cooperate with Qiao Zhiyu? Is this move wrong?

The money is good, but how can it be compared with spending freely after being Mrs. he?

Now she has pretended to be ill and successfully cheated he Wenfeng. If she goes back on her word, how should she explain it?

Shu Xinrong became more and more upset when she thought about it. She couldn't help hating Qiao Zhiyu. If it weren't for the alarmist talk surnamed Qiao, how could she take such a bad move?

The closed door of the ward was pushed open from the outside. Shu Xinrong turned his head and looked at it. His face was ugly in an instant.

It's one thing to blame in her heart, but when she really faces Qiao Zhiyu, she will instinctively feel fear.

The young lady with a golden spoon is so scary that she often feels that she is crazy at all.

Qiao Zhiyu stood at the door of the ward, slowly stretched out his hand and knocked on the door panel twice, looking at Shu Xinrong with a smile.

"I guess Ms. Shu is probably very regretful now, so she specially came to give you a big gift."

Shu Xinrong's eyelids jumped sharply.

He Xinya, the last one who was given a big gift by Qiao Zhiyu, lost her face at Grandma's house. Now Qiao Zhiyu wants to give her a big gift???

"... you're welcome, Miss Qiao. I..."

"I'm not polite to you." Qiao Zhiyu took out his mobile phone, clicked on the just recorded video and handed it to Shu Xinrong. "Have a look?"

Comfortable, let the subconscious step back: "look..." what?

She didn't have time to finish asking, because he Wenfeng's voice had come out of her mobile phone.

——It's not easy to think she can't get off the operating table?

——Don't worry, no one can compare with you in my heart. A vase with only one face can't compare with you?

——Shu Xinrong's illness has saved me a lot of things, otherwise I have to find a way to clean up after the baby is born.

Shu Xinrong's face turned whiter and whiter. After a long time, he trembled, took over the mobile phone and dragged the video back and forth for several times.

Without urging, Qiao turned and sat down on the sofa in the ward. She didn't turn her head and smile until Shu Xinrong staggered back to the hospital bed holding the wall.

"How's it going? Do you still want to be Mrs. he?"

Comfortable, cold hands and feet, humiliation and anger: "how can he treat me like this? How..."

"Why can't he treat you like this?" Qiao Zhiyu looked back suspiciously. "Allow you to have a long and prosperous Sichuan, and don't let others take you seriously?"

"..." Shu Xinrong choked and stared, "but he lied to me! He wanted me to die!"

She lowered her eyes and caught a glimpse of her bulging abdomen. Her face suddenly twisted: "no, this child can't have it. If I give birth to him, I will die!"

Qiao Zhiyu feels ironic.

Not long ago, Shu Xinrong looked like she had no regrets. She wanted to take out her heart and prove to her that the reason why she left the child was not because she wanted to be superior, but just out of boxing maternal love.

But now?

I'm not going to have this child until I've written eight characters?

Qiao Zhiyu was speechless: "let me remind you, Ms. Shu, you are not really ill."

"..." Shu Xinrong suddenly gave a meal and then smiled bitterly, "Miss Qiao, I really didn't get sick, but he Wenfeng personally said that I would die on the operating table. What's the difference if I didn't get sick?"

At that time, it is not easy to make the illusion that she is bleeding and the rescue is ineffective?

Qiao Zhiyu stroked his hair and pondered.

"Do you think he Wenfeng will allow you to take off your child now? Do you know how rare it is for him? He happens to be pregnant, happens to be a boy, and happens to be ill. Now he estimates that he has even figured out where to bury you after you die. How can he allow you to give up halfway?"

"..." Shu Xinrong's face was completely faded, and she felt like she had a piece of ice in her stomach. Her blood was cold, "you... You did it on purpose? Did you do it on purpose?"

If Qiao Zhiyu hadn't let her invent this disease, he Wenfeng would never stare at her too tightly. At that time, if she wanted to run or take off the child, there would be plenty of opportunities!

But just because she pretended to be ill, he Wenfeng directly arranged her into the intensive care unit, let alone running away. Now she can't even leave the hospital without telling he Wenfeng!

At that time, she thought he Wenfeng valued her!

In retrospect, I'm afraid he Wenfeng made up his mind when he decided to let her stay in hospital.

Qiao Zhiyu smiled with an innocent tone: "I'm just helping you make some money."

"Help me make money? If it weren't for your idea, I wouldn't be in this situation!"

Qiao Zhiyu raised his eyebrow: "if it weren't for me, you wouldn't want to run at all."

She got up, went to the hospital bed and looked at her comfortable face coldly.

"You will give birth to a child without knowing it. He Wenfeng will give birth or death. If he is in a good mood, he will probably take the child and give you a sum of money. If he is in a bad mood..."

Qiao Zhiyu closed his eyes and thought of the operation that put her in a desperate situation in her previous life.

"If you are in a bad mood, you will break your breath directly on the operating table."

Shu Xinrong was stiff: "you, don't alarmist!"

"I'm alarmist?" Qiao Zhiyu spread his hand. "It seems that you really don't know the he family. Bai Yinqiu has a strong desire to control. If she really plans to raise the child as her own, your mother is her thorn in the eye. Living is a hindrance. As for he Wenfeng... He should know you very well. After all, we've been together for three years."

Shu Xinrong gritted his teeth: "so what?"

"After these two contacts, I probably know who you are, Ms. Shu. You are greedy, timid, stupid and hypocritical..."

Qiao Zhiyu paused, looked at the humiliating look of Shu Xinrong sarcastically, and continued: "let's make a hypothesis. You gave birth to a child safely, but the child was taken away by Bai Yinqiu. What will you do after that?"

She looked at Shu Xinrong as if she were looking at a clown: "you will think that you have given birth to the heir of he family and are a meritorious person. You will try to use he Wenfeng as an ATM and constantly test the bottom line between he Wenfeng and Bai Yinqiu in the name of missing your children. Finally..."

Qiao Zhiyu smiled and broke his neck.

"After they can't bear you, they die."

"... you, you don't talk nonsense, I won't do that!" Shu Xinrong denied it, but actually he was very guilty.

She really planned to have this child at the beginning because she thought that as long as she had this child, she could be invincible.

Even if he Wenfeng refuses to marry her, even if the child will be handed over to Bai Yinqiu, as the child's biological mother, she can worry all her life.

Qiao Zhiyu's guess coincides with her plan. The only difference is the ending!

She never thought she would die!

Qiao Zhiyu took out a paper towel and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead for shuxinrong.

"Now, it's time for us to talk about follow-up cooperation."